When Oliver Pei and Shen Zheng returned to the hall, only Zhou Min was sitting on the sofa. He was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
Oliver Pei looked down at his phone: 16:57, only three minutes left until the gathering time, where are the others doing?
"Officer Pei, Officer Shen, are you here?" Xu Qinglian, who came out with a fruit plate, asked in a low voice. She seemed to have completely let down her guard towards Shen Zheng and the others. Not only was her tone relaxed, but there was also a hint of smile on the corners of her mouth.
Shen Zheng looked at the small plate of sliced apples in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"Zhou Min said he was hungry, but he didn't want to eat cookies, so I went to cut an apple," Xu Qinglian explained, "but I only cut one. Officer Shen, if you want some, there are more in the refrigerator."
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